"This attire suggests Agnes will be a General in the future?" the players said.
"I see Black Mist, is this the front line?"
"A General…" Agnes's gaze grew more serious. She indeed has aspirations to become a General now. It seems this future is real, though it's uncertain which day of the future this represents.
Even though these futures will surely be changed by the players after seeing them, this future is undoubtedly the one they are most likely to achieve.
"Who are you—why are you helping the Demon King!" General Agnes shouted loudly, questioning a shadow amidst the Black Mist.
The shadow within the Black Mist was indistinct, only seeming to support someone, and let out a pained laugh: "You all... say they are the Demon King? Do anything we do not surpass a single glance from a Deity?"
